159: Chapter 158 A Kingly Demeanor Shocks the Entire Audience!
Chapter 158: The King's Demeanor, Shocking the Entire Audience!
At the foot of Sacred Martial Mountain, the plaza that was originally bustling with people and crowded with Prodigies was now like a ruin ravaged by a hurricane.
Although the violent space currents had already been calmed by the joint efforts of the five deans, a heart-palpitating Aura of destruction still lingered in the air.
Everyone, whether they were the high-and-mighty deans and mentors or the arrogant Prodigies from all walks of life, was like a group of startled quails at this moment, staring blankly up at the sky.
In the sky.
That figure in clothes as white as snow sat upright on the void throne condensed from purple-gold divine light.
He did not deliberately release any pressure, but that supreme temperament, as if originating from the same source as heaven and earth and sitting high above the Nine Heavens, made everyone present feel a tremor from the depths of their Soul and... submission!
"King... King Realm..."
"An eighteen-year-old King Realm..."
In the crowd, someone unknown murmured these words in a dreamlike voice.
These few words were like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly smashing into everyone's hearts, shattering all their previous pride and common sense!
Xiang Kunlun, Zhuge Qing, and the other Prodigies who had been "sent" out by Ning Yuan in advance now had faces as pale as paper, their eyes filled with endless bitterness and despair.
They once thought that they were the true protagonists of this era.
They once thought that as long as they obtained enough Opportunity in the Taixu Secret Realm, they could shine brilliantly on the future Myriad Races Battlefield.
But now, they sadly discovered.
They were merely insignificant stepping stones on this monster's path to rise!
"An eighteen-year-old King Realm... how can we even chase that?"
Xiang Kunlun clenched his fists tightly, his nails piercing his palms and blood dripping down, but he couldn't feel the slightest bit of pain.
Because his heart had been completely frozen by an ice called "powerlessness."
On the other side of the crowd.
Jiang Mingyue, Ling Wanhe, Zhou Qi, and Lu Sheng had also just recovered from the shock of the Secret Realm's collapse.
"Boss... he... he actually really took away the Taixu Divine Tower?!"
Zhou Qi looked at the empty spot in the sky where the phantom of the Divine Tower had stood, but now it was gone, leaving only Ning Yuan sitting alone on the throne. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his voice trembling.
"This is... he's literally a bandit among bandits!"
Lu Sheng was also in a daze. He thought it was exciting enough to follow the boss and knock people out in the ruins, but he didn't expect the boss to play it even more extreme this time, directly taking the entire treasure for himself!
"This is going to be big trouble..."
Jiang Mingyue's brow was locked in a tight frown, her eyes filled with worry.
The Taixu Secret Realm was one of the Human Federation's highest secrets. Ning Yuan's actions were no different from challenging the ultimate authority!
Even if he had now reached a Breakthrough to the King Realm, and even if he had Ning Jianghe and the Hua Tianchi as his backers, this matter would likely not be resolved easily!
Just as everyone had different thoughts and the atmosphere in the plaza reached its most oppressive point.
In the sky, Ning Yuan slowly stood up from the void throne.
With a wave of his hand, the throne that radiated endless majesty turned into specks of purple-gold light and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Then, he took a step forward, his figure like a teleportation, directly crossing a distance of several thousand meters and landing lightly in the center of the plaza.
Boom!
The moment his feet touched the ground.
An invisible but heavy-as-a-mountain King's pressure swept out in all directions with him as the center!
Within this pressure was contained a trace of the supreme power of the rules from the God-Level Core!
Thud!
Thud!
...
Several hundred students closest to him didn't even have time to react before their legs went soft, and they uncontrollably knelt on the ground!
Even those Prodigies who were further away and had reached the Flying Heaven Realm were now making "crackling" sounds from their bones. They exhausted all their strength just to barely maintain a standing posture, but their faces had turned incredibly pale, and their foreheads were covered in fine beads of sweat.
"This... what kind of pressure is this?!"
"Terrifying! I feel like my Soul is about to be crushed!"
"This is definitely not an ordinary King Realm! Even the veteran Martial Kings in my clan don't have such a terrifying Aura!"
The Prodigies were horrified to the extreme. Looking at Ning Yuan, there was no longer any of the previous disdain or contempt, only deep awe!
Ning Yuan ignored the students kneeling on the ground.
He raised his head and looked calmly at the five deans standing not far away.
"Dean Zhuang, Senior Martial Uncle Jiang..."
He cupped his hands slightly. Though his tone was polite, his straight back and indifferent demeanor all highlighted his current status.
He was no longer the student who needed to look up to these big figures.
He was a King who stood on equal footing with them, and had even surpassed them in combat strength!
The five deans looked at the youth before them, dressed in snow-white clothes with an Aura as deep as an abyss, and their hearts were filled with mixed emotions.
Especially Ren Wanlong, who had just been heavily injured by Ning Yuan's strike. Although he had already taken a healing Medicinal Pill, his face was still somewhat unsightly.
He looked at Ning Yuan with both anger and wariness in his eyes, but more than that, it was a deep sense of helplessness.
In this world, the strong are ultimately respected.
The strength and potential Ning Yuan now displayed were already enough for him to ignore most rules!
"Good! Good! Good!"
Dean Zhuang Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and said the word 'good' three times.
He looked at Ning Yuan, his eyes flashing with extremely complex light.
"An eighteen-year-old King Realm... in my Great Xia Martial Academy—no, in my entire Human Race—such a peerless Prodigy, unique throughout the ages, has actually been born!"
"Ning Yuan, you... are very good!"
He did not mention the matter of the Taixu Divine Tower being taken away.
Because he was very clear that with Ning Yuan's current strength and background, even if the five of them joined forces, they absolutely could not keep him!
Rather than offending such a future ultimate powerhouse for a Secret Realm that had already shattered, it was better to go with the flow and forge a good relationship.
After all, the Taixu Secret Realm was originally an Opportunity left by Human Race ancestors for their descendants. Since Ning Yuan had the ability to refine and take it away, that was also his fortune.
To the side, Jiang Baihe could no longer hold back the wild joy in his heart and burst into loud laughter, disregarding his image.
"Hahaha! Good kid! You really didn't embarrass your Senior Martial Uncle!"
He strode to Ning Yuan and patted his shoulder heavily, his eyes full of undisguised admiration and pride.
"Come! Follow your Senior Martial Uncle back! The two of us must have a good drink today to celebrate!"
He was now completely letting himself go.
Who cared about some Secret Realm!
As long as his own nephew was impressive, that was better than anything!
Seeing Jiang Baihe's proud appearance, although the other deans felt sour in their hearts, they could only shake their heads and smile bitterly in helplessness.
Who told him to have a good master, take a good disciple, and now even have such a Heaven-Defying nephew?
This luck was simply unmatched!
Ning Yuan looked at Jiang Baihe and gave a knowing smile.
"There's no need for drinking, Senior Martial Uncle."
He shook his head, his gaze slowly scanning the entire field, finally stopping at the depths of the endless starry sky.
In those deep eyes, a heart-palpitating cold light and Battle Intent flickered.
"The three-month period has arrived."
His voice was not loud, but with the enhancement of energy, it was like rolling thunder, clearly spreading throughout the entire Sacred Martial Mountain and reaching everyone's ears!
"You Myriad Races scumbags hiding in the shadows..."
Ning Yuan suddenly raised his head, his white clothes moving without wind, as a supreme Aura that dominated the world and stood alone as the sole sovereign erupted!
"Wash your necks and wait!"
"Your King..."
"Is coming!"